Syriology

November in Surbiton (UK)

“One day, a few days after the liberation, I walked through the country past flowering meadows . . . Larks rose to the sky and I could hear their joyous song. There was no one to be seen for miles around; there was nothing but the wide earth and sky and the larks’ jubilation and the freedom of space. I stopped, looked around, and up to the sky, and then I went down on my knees. At that moment there was very little I knew of myself or the world. I had but one sentence in mind; always the same: I called to the Lord from my narrow prison and He answered me in the freedom of space. How long I knelt there and repeated this sentence memory can no longer recall. But I know that on that day, in that hour, my new life started. Step by step I progressed, until I again became a human being.”

Viktor E. Frankl sharing his experience after being liberated from the concentration camp in WW2. (Man’s Search For Meaning)